Chapter 2: Letter #2

Dear Hermione,

I wish I could tell you everything I am feeling right now. And that's kind of hard because I don't think can I expressed my feelings towards you the way I want you idiot feeling always crops up in some form then I can't explain nor can I show it to you. I feel sometimes I am lost and alone in this world. You are part of my help system to keep me going during everything in my life. I believe that once the time is right I will reveal myself to you. My Queen. But for now, I will look from afar to you. Looking to you in comfort when my darkest moments come when I see you with your head in a book or you just studying away I know this is the place to be. I wish to be more like you just so I can talk with you more.

love your knight, your king, your secret admirer

PS I hope you like the idea of me calling you my queen because I wish for you to be one day in the future. The queen of my world!

"I think I am going to keep my idea of Harry," Lavender said taking out her parchment with the last entries of choices on it while Ginny and Hermione groaned at Lavender's dumb choice. Hermione wished that Lavender would stop this idea Rita Skeeter kept on pushing in the Daily Prophet. Cho Chang was the apple of his eye and she was his best friend and she liked it that way.

"What? I just have a feeling!" Lavender defeated.

"Well for my First Choice I'm choosing Ron even though I don't believe it myself," Ginny said. Instantaneously Lavender glared at Ginny. "Sorry, I know that you like him but there's a possibility that he is the one sending the letters."

Lavender hate to admit that Ginny might be right her one true love could be another's. Hopeful wishing you could only bring her Ronnikins to her. He will always have a place in her heart. Lavender let out a sigh but endured onward, "Parvati, do you know your choice yet?"

Parvati looked Lavender straight into her eyes and put a hand into a fist and clenched her teeth not ready for how her answer was going to affect her, Lavender frowned once more. "Ron, because he treats her better in the past couple of weeks."

Hermione deemed this plausible. Before this letter came into her possession Ron and her haven't really been fighting like they once did before the Yule Ball."

"I'm going to dismiss you two's opinions as speculation and move right along to Hermione's first choice," Lavender said.

"Uh, well then I am going to soften the blow a bit and make my second choice my first choice," Hermione explained with a widening smile on her face knowing what Lavenders thinking exactly at this moment. " Neville Longbottom is my first choice I just think he's a good possibility. He's shy by nature so he's a good candidate to write these letters and also he could be brave in his own way. AndRonismysecondchoice" The last part she spit out fast.

Lavender sighed in disgust, "Moving right along. Hermione, I agree with you and Neville Longbottom is my second choice for the same reasons and he is a good suit for you too."

Hermione smiled with caution glad Lavender and she agreed on something but hoped she wouldn't scream a later for her little transgression.

"Dean and Seamus are my second and third choice!" Parvati popped in.

"Why those two?" Ginny asked.

"I overheard them talking in potions really wanted to applaud you and that hard potions lessons about the sleeping potion Professor Snape gave us. No one else got it but you and they really recommended you even though it was behind your back." Parvati said as Hermione blushed as the conversation continued. "How about you Ginny Do you have a second choice?"

"Michael Corner only because I think her money would be a little open minded with a Ravenclaw around her shoulder."

"I am open-minded I created spew!" Hermione defended.

"But not everything else," Ginny replied with an outstanding approval with Lavender and Parvati.

"Now for the dumb choices I'm sticking with my last choice of Draco Malfoy anyone else?"

" I say Draco too" Parvati paralleled. "He would be a big surprise to all of us if he was the author."

"You think Draco's tame as a choice of him being the author of the letter, I think Blaze would be better at dumbfounding us all hell," Ginny rest of the girls agreed with that sentiment.

"My dumb choice this time is Terry Boot only because I kind of think he's cute," Hermione said.

Lavender rolled her eyes and running down her dumb choice on the piece of parchment, "Whatever you say. I guess we can conclude this letter with mostly everyone voting for Ron, to my dismay, being the one sending these letters to Hermione even though this could all change by the next letter he sents."The rest of the girls rolled their eyes and shook their heads.

Lavender snarled, "I bet you all that it is going to be someone else other than Ron." The rest of the girls dismiss this claim and begin their routine for bed not speaking another word on the matter.

A few days later Hermione Ron and Harry horn potions class making a pepper up potion with little success on the part of Ron and Harry's since they were working together. As for Hermione, she was working with Neville with successful results only because Hermione was coaching him throughout the project. Never was fine with this because he didn't have to embarrass himself in front of Professor Snape again and lose more house points. Hermione, on the other hand, was more than happy for someone to take her advice on something than have them fight against her.

A knock on the classroom door was heard when Hermione and Neville finally finished their potion with perfect success. Professor Snape went to the door to find an elf there to deliver a note to one of the students. Professor Snape doesn't know it and read the name and handed to Hermione. confused her mind began to read the note to herself, Miss Hermione Granger, I need to speak with you immediately. It is urgent so come right away the password is Cockroach Clusters. Sincerely, Professor Dumbledore." Hermione grabbed her bag and headed to his office.

Once making the climb to the top and opening the door. Professor McGonagall greets her with a caring hug.

"What is happening, Professor McGonagall?" Hermione confused aw

"Minerva, let Ms. Granger go she doesn't even know what happened yet."

"Sorry," Professor McGonagall said letting her go and ushered her to one of the chairs from in the Dumbledore's desk.

"Ms. Granger, we have called you here to tell you that your father has suffered a heart attack and is in the hospital. Your mother wants you to come home tomorrow." Professor Dumbledore said. "I am sorry."

"Heart Attack," Hermione said. "Did my mother say he will recover?"

"No, she just said that he is not well and she wants you to be there for him."

Hermione felt her heart sink and the world around her crumble. It felt like she was seeing a new light, an awful light that gained a blurry sight that was never supposed to be there and hopefully in her gut that it would go away. The heart attack is one thing, one awful terrible thing but her father was still here and not dead because of it.

"Will you be okay, Ms. Granger?"

"Uh...yes," Hermione whispered. "Can I ask some of my friends to come and support me?"

"If their parents would allow for them to do so, yes they can." Professor Dumbledore said.

"Thank you, professor"

"Do you think that you will okay, Ms. Granger?" Professor McGonagall said.

Hermione nodded her head making the older Professor understand immediately that she was saving face. She left Professor Dumbledore's office feeling totally isolated even as she glided pass groups of students engaging in conversation. Once back to the Gryffindor common room, not even noticing she even gave the portrait hole the correct password to get in or even that she was getting worried stores.

Next thing she knew she was at her bedside with her right hand fumbling with her necklace that her father gave her last summer. Hermione drew out her bag she always hid under her bed. She started to put in some of her things in like her school books and a book from I the muggle world that her and her father loved. Tears began to build up as she touched the paperback cover.

Tap! Tap! Tap! The Girls dormitory door opened with a voice full of concern on the other side calling her name. Hermione, knowing it was her red-haired friend, called Ginny in. Just by walking into the room Ginny could feel the gloominess and worry. "Is everything okay, Hermione?"

Hermione looked towards Ginny and just above a whisper explained what Professor Dumbledore and McGonagall had told her minutes ago.

"Oh Merlin, I'm sorry, Hermione!" Ginny said inviting her into an amicable hug. "I think he will get through this." Hermione's tear was finally falling down her cheek when Ginny let her sob into her shoulder.

"I asked Professor Dumbledore to let me take a few of my friends with me to support me," Hermione said. "Do you want to go with me?"

"Sure anything, but I believe you should consider Ron and Harry too. They both were fearful about you how you walked up to the dormitories."

"I hope I didn't make them worry too much."

"Come on let's ask them."

The girls went down to the common room and immediately found Harry and Ron talking to one another on the Gryffindor couch. Once the two boys caught sight of the brown bushy haired girl and her friend coming down the stairs they both jumped up over to the girls.

"Is everything okay Hermione?"

"Yeah, we were worried sick how about you!"

"Thank you, Harry, Ron." Hermione replied. " it's just that I've learned today my father has had a heart attack and I should be leaving tomorrow morning see him."

"If it is any better to you can we come with you will support you throughout everything?"

"I would like that very much but we have to go to Professor Dumbledore's office to ask if three of you can come."

Harry Hermione Ron and Ginny went up to Professor Dumbledore's office again where they were greeted by the Headmaster with his signature candies.

"I know it's a lot more people than you probably were expecting me to bring with me but can Ron Harry and Ginny come with me."

"I don't mind at all my child it's just that their parents should be notified first."

Professor Dumbledore ushered the three friends to the fireplace in his office, "I think Mrs. Weasley should be notified first. because there are two of you that would be leaving Hogwarts for several days."

Dumbledore sprinkled some of the floo powder on the wood and called Mrs. Weasley And her face appeared for the two youngest Weasleys.

"Hey Mum," Ginny said first. "Can we ask you something?"

"Yes, of course," Molly replied.

"Hermione's father has had a heart attack and she wants us, Ginny and I, to come along and support her."

"Of course, Hermione is family go ahead and help her by any means," Molly said.

"Thanks, Mum! Bye!" Ginny said.

"Harry, come over it's your turn!" Ron called.

Harry quickly ran over and called his godfather, Sirius while Professor Dumbledore explained to the two youngest Weasley children and Hermione they could only stay there for a week before they would have to return to Hogwarts.

Returning to the Gryffindor common room after getting Harry's godfather approval, Harry, Ron, and Ginny headed upstairs for the night as Hermione sat by the fireplace with a book in her lap.

After a few minutes, Hermione was not focused on her book but retreated back into her mind as she watched the fireplace crackle and pop. she was on the verge of tears until she heard two sets of footsteps coming down the stairs. She looks back to find two similar redhead boys coming to her.

"Good evening, Hermione," George said as he and Fred joined her on the ground by the fire.

"We hear through the great phoenix you were having family trouble," Fred said.

"Yes, my father had a heart attack..." Hermione replied wiping a tear off. 'I guess rumors around Hogwarts travel fast.' she thought.

"We are very sorry, Hermione," George said.

"We hope he is okay and he gets better," Fred wished.

"Thank you, Fred and George," Hermione said. "This is the nicest things you have ever said to me."

They both pull her into an almost suffocating hug between three.

"We hope for you the best and we hate for you to be sad Hermione," George said.

Hermione was starting to tear up into Fred's chest as She's silently nodded. "Promise me that you will not play Too Many pranks in the first years."

"We will keep it a minimum but we can't make any promises that we can't keep." Fred smiled.

Hermione giggled a bit at his comment, "Fair enough."

Hermione Fred and George talk to a bit more before Fred and George ushered her back to the girl's dormitory and bid her goodnight.

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